C697 Chapter 697

As Moh Yao finished speaking, an intricate talisman array flared to life beneath her feet, swallowed in a sea of crimson fire. Countless spirits rose out of it.

Neatly dressed and wide-eyed with curiosity, they lined up in rows behind Moh Yao.

The instant the Reaper saw them, the eerie green flames in his eyes flickered—*pfft*—flashing a deep red, like pure excitement